Awakening ability

Chapter 70 Silver Sword
Chu Wenxuan is the vice president of the Huaxia Ability Training Institute, and also the executive director of the Huaxia Ability Association.

He is an expert from the Xuandu sect.

When Fang Hao first saw him, he thought he was an expert.

With a childlike face and white hair, and wearing a Taoist robe, his demeanor is similar to that of the old gods in film and television works.

This vice president of the Ability Training Academy has stayed in the inner court for a long time and has never been to the outer court.

This is different from Dean Fan.

Dean Fan still spends at least part of his time in the outer court, dealing with the affairs of the outer court.

Huaxia Ability Training Academy has a dean and two vice deans, one vice dean manages the inner court, and one vice dean manages the outer court.

The vice-president who manages the outer court, like Dean Fan, is a native of China.

The education side of the inner court is basically people from the Xuandu sect.

When the two met for the first time, Chu Wenxuan smiled at Fang Hao and said:
"I heard Senior Brother Meng say that you are a person with excellent cultivation aptitude, and now it seems to be true. I have been in Xuanling Continent for so many years, and I have never heard of a person who is more suitable for cultivation than you."

Fang Hao was surprised.

Of course he knew that Chu Wenxuan and Meng Tianyun were from the same school.

It's just that he didn't expect that Chu Wenxuan, who looked so old, would call Meng Tianyun, who looked young, his senior brother.

He knew that although a monk with a high cultivation level could not be said to live forever, he would age very slowly.

For monks, at the same age, younger ones have more profound cultivation.

The gray-haired Chu Wenxuan actually called Meng Tianyun his senior brother. Presumably Meng Tianyun was older than him, and since Meng Tianyun looked so young, he presumably had a higher level of cultivation.

He felt that he still underestimated Meng Tianyun.

With the recommendation of a big man like Meng Tianyun, Fang Hao already belonged to the kind of person who has made a name for himself at the top of the academy.

His application went well.

Whether it was the application for performing tasks or the application for the spiritual weapon, everything went smoothly.

After submitting the application for the spiritual weapon to Chu Wenxuan, Chu Wenxuan simply gave him a list of items:
"Attack spirit weapons are all here, you can choose which one you want, and I will give it to you right away."

There are dozens of offensive spirit weapons in the catalog, all of which seem to be ancient weapons, including knives, guns, sticks, axes and hammers, and some strange things.

Fang Hao looked at it for a long time, wavering between the hammer and the sword for a long time, and finally chose a sword.

He felt that the hammer might be more suitable for him.

More violent, more powerful.

But there is no such thing as a sword.

I heard from Liu Nantian that after entering the Foundation Establishment Realm, one can control the flight of spirit weapons.

There are many compelling things about Yujian flying.

The imperial hammer flies, so how about flying a hammer?

It's a bit too rustic.

In order to compete, he finally chose the sword.

Chu Wenxuan flipped his hand, and there was a small silver sword in his palm.

Fang Hao was stunned when he saw the sword: "No, Dean Chu, this sword is so small, what can I use it for?"

The sword in Chu Wenxuan's palm was exquisite, but it was too small.

From the hilt to the tip of the sword, it is only two inches long.

And it still has a scabbard.

Fang Hao was highly skeptical—can this thing work?

Chu Wenxuan smiled and said: "It took several thousand catties of black refined iron to refine this sword, which is enough for you to use."

"How many kilograms of iron?" Fang Hao couldn't believe it, "You made such a small decoration?"

It does look like an ornament.

"That's because you haven't refined it," Chu Wenxuan said. "When you finish refining this sword, you can control its size."

Fang Hao let out a sigh, and asked again: "Then how should I perform the sacrifice? Is there an instruction manual?"

Chu Wenxuan was stunned for a moment: "There is no manual, but you can use your spiritual sense to communicate with this sword, and you can get a method of sacrificial refining."

He also told him: "It is best to perform sacrifices in an open place, so as not to cause damage to the environment."

Fang Hao took the sword and thought about matching it with a silver chain after he went out, so that he could hang it around his neck.

Otherwise, such a small thing is really worried that it will be lost.

After bidding farewell to Chu Wenxuan and returning to No. 43 in the East District, he began to sacrifice the sword.

Hearing Chu Wenxuan's advice, he didn't perform sacrifices in his own house, and didn't even dare to perform sacrifices in his own yard, but performed sacrifices in an open field outside the yard.

His divine sense invaded the inside of the sword, and immediately there was an extra method in his mind to refine the sword, as well as a method to control the sword.

He found a small knife and cut his finger, put a drop of blood on it, and then used his magic power to guide the drop of blood into the inside of the sword.

Under the observation of his divine sense, there is a large space inside the sword, with all kinds of strange passages.

All he had to do was fill those channels with that drop of blood.

That was the first step in refining the sword.

Recognize the Lord.

After completing this step, this sword became his exclusive spiritual weapon. As long as he was alive, no one else could take away the right to use this sword.

After that drop of blood completely disappeared on the blade, there was a light "Zheng", and the small sword, less than two inches long, suddenly grew bigger, becoming a giant sword with a width of one meter and a length of six meters.

"I'll go!" Fang Hao was dumbfounded, "This is too big!"

Only at this time did I really understand why Chu Wenxuan asked him to sacrifice this sword in an open place.

If it was in his room, the sword would appear suddenly, and it would definitely destroy the house.

He didn't continue to sacrifice, and held the hilt of the giant sword with both hands, and raised the sword up.

It feels heavy.

At this time, he had no doubt that the sword used thousands of fine irons.

His current physical strength has reached [-] to [-] kilograms, and he still feels quite heavy when he lifts the sword. It must weigh several thousand kilograms.

Holding the sword and swiping it, there was a whirring sound.

With just such a sword, he didn't think there was any problem with swinging it and splitting a tank with one sword.

too big.

The sword was not drawn out, it was still attached to the scabbard.

He felt that it would be fine if he didn't pull out the sword. The iron sheet weighing several thousand jins could defeat the enemy without any sharpness.

After waving it back and forth a few times, sweating profusely, he put down his thoughts of fiddling, returned to the yard with the sword on his shoulder, and continued the sacrifice.

According to the introduction in the catalog provided by Chu Wenxuan, this sword is a top-grade spiritual weapon with many restrictions.

Only by using mana to refine those restrictions can one truly master this sword.

This is a relatively complicated project.

　Thanks to the fairy baby for the reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)